I want to do a stream of thought. Okay, go.
I don't want to go to sleep, but even more than that I don't want to wake up. It smells like gorditas in here for some reason. I haven't had a gordita in 6 months probably. Some dude at the gym today saw my nederland shirt and said he played us in football and he's from la marque. I knew my nederland shirt would pay dividends one days. i have a plethora of them. ween is pretty much all i think about now. i like to look for awesome lyrics that describe how i'm feeling at the time. i rule at writing, so its not like i can't express myself by myself, but i find it very rewarding to find what someone else wrote that says what you think. it proves that you arent alone. and theres nary else worse than being alone. i really wish i had a gordita. or like 10. but no they are bad for me and i wont do it. i like tunafish alot. probably too much. sometimes when i think about what i want to eat for dinner, ill not feel like certain things, like i wont want chinese food, or i wont want a club sandwich, but i always want a tuna sandwich. it is just that damned good. i like movie quotes too. and cool movie characters. living through movies is way better anyway. i think im concentrating too much on this stream of thought. my thoughts are coming slower now. thats sad. tomorrows goals inlude, but are not limited to, getting xanga premium and downloading all my posts ever. i need them saved. that way i can have a paperback copy of all my xanga posts handed out at my funeral. oh boy. maybe i could get them to read from the beginning. even right now, it would take a few hours to sit through. that would be a good funeral. i wish i had a beef supreme gordita. thats why im so smart at not keeping food in the house. otherwise id be eating metric tons of food right now if metric tons of food were available. but alas, i will sit here instead. what if i woke up and i was still in 4th grade and everything else had just been a really long detailed dream. that would be the best. i dont think id do anything different. i dont think i could. maybe a few, i dunno. im suprised we've never had a fire drill here. or some moron dropping a cigarrete and catching the place on fire. that would be funny. i want to push someone over the railing. i always imagine that someone will knock on the door and i go to answer it and see that they're evil so then i just push them really hard and they fall backwards over the railing. but then they'd probably land on my car. bummer. a bird was sitting on top of my car today. it perturbed me. i bet someone in the other room bought a lot of gorditas. lucky bastard.
/end stream of thought
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